Tuesday, May 31, 2011

My plan had been to take a photo of the Artist as he used the rototiller on the new pumpkin patch when I got a little sidetracked. I tend to take a lot of last minute mini-sojourns, but life would be pretty boring without any unplanned journeys. The loud hum of a bumblebee was the first distraction. He flitted around so quickly that trying to capture his image was a near impossible feat; I still tried though, 'cause I'm like that, sometimes. The Artist was still on my mind, because seriously, could one bumblebee really distract a farmgirl from her hard working man? I think not. However, should you replace said bumblebee with a honeybee, you just may have a totally different situation in front of your view finder. Like.Totally.Dude.

And my, isn't she lovely and amazing? She was laden with the brightest and largest sacs of yellow pollen I have ever witnessed on a bee, in my country and city life combined. I could have watched her for hours. Maybe I did. Whenever it was I finally broke my gaze, I turned around to see the Artist shutting down the rototiller and I quickly summoned him over to watch as she gorged herself on the lilac blossoms.

A few hours later, I received a phone call from a lady with a thick Polish accent. I couldn't understand half of what she was saying but one thing was clear. My bees were ready to come home.

I love the photo, of course! And the texture - amazing. Can't wait to hear all about your bee-ventures. It's so exciting! I feel hubs and I are in the accidental beekeeper category, although we'd talked about it for years. It just sort of happened. All at once. We are learning every day. And I love it! ~Oops, off to make more bee food, now that I think of it ;) Keep us posted, Bee Girl! -Tammy

You know, it's only been in the past couple years that I can just watch bees without fear of losing my life (ok, i exaggerate, a tad). And you are so right, they are magnificent. And yes, I do believe in kismet. It's right up there with serendipity :).